The rest of you will be the door, in-between the bar and where Emanuel and Allison are.”“Which of us are the frame, and who is the actual door its...lf?” one of the boys asked.“Ms. Larae will be the door itself. You two will stand back to back, about an arms length apart. Ms. Larae will stand against one of you with her arms out, her hands touching the other one. Okay, assume positions.”They took their positions. Emanuel noted that the ‘bar girl’ was face up. “No Ms. Larae, you need to be back to. Faded, water stained, dog-eared and wallet creased bits of paper stuffed in the box, like wreckage floating on the ocean. They were his genuine legacy, everything else was lost. “Thank you for shopping with us today and you make sure you come back real quick again”, the store greeter said as the man tried to figure which door was the “out” and which was the “in”. Recognizing the “greeter”, the man tipped the brim of his old baseball cap low over his eyes and mumbled, “Yeah, sure.” The greeter. She was actually quite pretty, a varsity cheerleader, and she was a senior about to graduate from high school. I reached up and grabbed both of her tits as she bounced up and down on my cock. I reached back and grabbed her ass cheeks in my hands as she bounced some more. I was so happy to have her on top of me and in charge because it took so much longer for me to cum that way. However the girl was obviously in a big hurry and just wanted to get it over with. So while she was still on top of me. "Here, let me scrub Your back."I sat up, swirling the water around me. My back was piping hot."I better take my robe off," Helen said, "or it'll get wet for sure." The robe dropped and she stood there, naked, as close to me as ever I could remember. Uncontrollably, my hand reached up and lightly touched the top of her thigh. The wet fingers trailed off down and back into the tub.She bent over and started scrubbing my back with a soapy washcloth. Her large breasts swung in unison with her.